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I'm not saying that what I did was right.
It wasn't.
I just think that I had soaked up
all the things that my mother had said to me.
The things that she did.
And because I'd never dealt with it...
it began to seep in...
like an infection?
And when I was under attack, that's where I went...
to her reactions, to her version of me.
Mm-hmm.
You don't think so?
SHE SIGHS How's your sleep?
Good.
- Better. - No more nightmares?
Terrors?
No.
And the erm...
little girl? Do you still dream about her?
Not since the fire. No.
What do you think happened to her?
I think...
I think she's free.
Hm. Mm-hmm.
You know that's really annoying.
It's not a question, it's not a comment, it's just...
a noise.
Mm-hmm.
I'm sorry.
You can't smoke in here.
I don't smoke.
- Ms Clios... - Ryland.
It's Georgina Ryland.
SHE SIGHS Mm-hmm.
I'd say that's time.
MUFFLED SCREAM
BELL TOLLS
RAIN PATTERS
♪ You and I are cut from the same ice ♪
♪ Sincerity made us the perfect heist ♪
♪ Burning all the gold to sapphire skies ♪
♪ But the breeze is cold in paradise ♪
♪ I can feel the whispers in the street ♪
♪ Every night I shiver in my sleep ♪
♪ No reality, cos it's all a dream ♪
♪ Was it love? It was wild ♪
♪ Brought me to my knees ♪
♪ Sparking fires, sparring wars, with expensive things ♪
♪ I tiptoe right round my baby ♪
♪ All this world is mad, mad crazy ♪
♪ Was it love? It was wild ♪
♪ Brought me to my knees ♪
♪ Sparking fires, sparring wars, with expensive things ♪
♪ I tiptoe right round my baby ♪
♪ All this world is mad, mad crazy ♪
Art restitution is not about
the cash value of a piece of canvas.
It's about righting the wrongs of the past.
Justice. Legacy. Truth.
DOOR OPENS
It's about finding the missing link
in a family's history, or a community
sometimes even an entire culture.
We can't rewrite history
but we can uncover the truth.
MUSIC: "Firestarter" by The Prodigy
STUDENTS LAUGH
It's a good one.
Let's see if you're laughing
when I set fire to the college bar.
STUDENTS LAUGH
OK, that's all for today. Phones off next time.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
MAN: I thought you handled that very well.
Yeah, well, we're not allowed to hit them anymore.
HE LAUGHS Hi, Gabriel Hirsch.
I know who you are.
It should be me listening to you
talk about restitution not the other way round.
No, God, no, no. I'm...
I hate young people. Lucky bastards.
And what's that saying? "Those who can't, teach."
Thanks.
No, but that's the point. I think you can.
I'm on the books here myself.
I'm... an associate fellow or some bollocks, I dunno.
Plays well with the Americans, anyway.
I couldn't believe it when I saw your name.
They are very lucky to have you.
SHE STUTTERS Well, I enjoy it.
Do you?
I heard about the Vermeer that you got back.
That's... impressive.
Look, the point is
I, I've got leads on a cache of similar items
taken from a Dutch family in '44
and I could use someone like you.
You know both sides of the game.
You, you've got access to places
that I'm probably barred from now.
I think we'd make a good team.
I'm flattered, but... SHE SIGHS
last year was pretty intense for me.
Right, the fire?
"The fire".
So I'm happy to take a back seat.
And I don't think you really want someone like me
with all the rumours flying around.
No, but that's all bullshit.
Anybody who's followed your career
knows how much you care about art.
You would never do something like that.
Would you?
Of course I wouldn't.
HE LAUGHS
Look, I appreciate the offer...
No, look, come on, come on, come on, come on.
It's like you said.
Restitution is a chance to put things right
to, to get justice.
And what's more fun than fucking over old Nazis?
- WAITRESS: Señor... - Grazie.
Mm!
Easy. We're working.
Oh, we can do this in our sleep.
Do you want one last look at the prize?
I think I can spot a Picasso when I see one.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Wow.
GEORGINA: Good evening.
WOMAN: Bonsoir.
Georgina Clios.
Where have you been hiding?
I pulled her out of rehab.
Luca, this is my friend, Gabriel.
Enchanted. Are you a collector, too?
Er...
Comedian. Currently out of work.
Well, please, enjoy my party.
And if you want to know the price of anything...
don't hesitate to ask.
Oh, Luca...
It's "Ryland" now.
My name...
Georgina Ryland.
As long as you're still spending Clios' money, you're welcome.
THEY CHUCKLE
GEORGINA GROANS Shall we take a look around?
GABRIEL: Yeah.
You...
Do you ever think about keeping the name Clios?
Just for work?
That's not who I am anymore.
GABRIEL: No, but...
...opens doors.
You want my name to help you open that door?
No.
DOOR SHUTS
GEORGINA: Any sign of it?
GABRIEL: No. You?
No Picasso, but he does have a couple of Klees
that might be worth looking into when we get back.
What's that?
Fuck knows. It's not really his thing, is it?
SHE SIGHS We should probably search
the rest of the house before he starts to notice
that we're missing.
Yeah, you're right.
We should split up.
Cover more ground.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
No, thank you.
CHATTER CONTINUES
I see you've found my latest acquisition.
It's beautiful.
An Austrian dealer I know ran into some financial trouble.
I was happy to take it off his hands.
And it's genuine?
Look at it.
And I have the paperwork to prove it.
Are you sure that's clean?
It can be.
- Fantastic. I'll take it. - HE CHUCKLES
Well...
I'll be happy to negotiate a price.
Oh, I wasn't thinking of paying for it.
SHE SCOFFS
What, you didn't hear?
I'm in restitution now.
We have a client with a very credible claim
that this piece was taken from her grandfather
by a Lieutenant Thomas Reus
in 1944.
No, no. It was sold to Reus. See, here.
GEORGINA: Yeah, but at gunpoint...
which was common for forced sales at the time.
LUCA: You cannot prove that.
GEORGINA: Well, according to the unedited provenance
it was sold almost immediately after to a dealer named Lowe
at a much higher price.
You can't do this.
There's a court order in there.
I'm sure you couldn't have known the history of the piece, or...
you wouldn't have had it on display.
And I trust that you'd be more than happy
to let your guests know that you do not support
what happened during the Holocaust.
Great.
I'll send the restitution team by first thing in the morning.
SHE SIGHS
GABRIEL LAUGHS Very nicely done!
Well, no one saw that coming.
Hi! Hello.
SHE CHUCKLES Ellen Swann.
Gabriel Hirsch. Hi.
HE STAMMERS Georgina Ryland.
Different surnames, not married. Barely even like each other.
So, are you police?
Or... Interpol?
No, we're art restitution...
Is "experts" too strong? No, I'm gonna go with "experts".
And were you targeting Mr Aliperti?
GABRIEL: No, no, we just follow the work.
You know, it helps to know who the players are.
I could tell you all about it over a drink
if you're interested?
That sounds lovely, but I'm here on business.
- It's nice to meet you both. - GABRIEL: And you.
SHE SCOFFS - GABRIEL: What?
Hey.
DOG BARKS
Everything alright?
Yes, of course.
GABRIEL: Well, this is, this is better than...
marking essays in shitty London, isn't it?
HE LAUGHS
Yeah, I guess I could get used to it.
DOGS BARK
- Don't like the sound of that. - What, barking dogs?
Your friend could be a bit of a sore loser.
Luca? Please.
GABRIEL: Let's get out of here, come on.
IN ITALIAN:
IN SPANISH:
DOGS BARK
GABRIEL: Shit!
Wait, wait, hold on!
Come on!
DOGS BARK
SHE PANTS
GABRIEL: Shit! Go!
DOGS BARK
SHE PANTS
DOOR OPENS
GEORGINA: What do you want?
DOOR SHUTS
MAN IN SPANISH:
IN SPANISH:
IN SPANISH:
SHE WHISPERS: Oh, God.
MAN GRUNTS
- GUNSHOT - SHE YELPS
GABRIEL GROANS
IN SPANISH:
MAN GRUNTS
GABRIEL GRUNTS
- No! - GABRIEL GRUNTS
DIAL TONE RINGS - Come on, come on, come on!
GABRIEL GROANS
WOMAN ON PHONE IN ITALIAN:
GABRIEL SPLUTTERS Run! Run!
GUNSHOT
GABRIEL COUGHS
GABRIEL: Georgina?
- Georgina? - Check his pockets.
- Help me! - You OK?
GEORGINA: There was a chase.
He came after us. There was a struggle.
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY It was self-defence.
GABRIEL: Y-y-you don't have to
justify yourself to me. You did what you had to do, OK?
He was speaking Spanish, not Italian.
He kept saying...
"Give it to me."
Well... Give what to him?
- What...? - DOGS GROWL
GABRIEL: Let's put him into the water.
GABRIEL GRUNTS
THEY GRUNT
THEY SIGH
BARTENDER SPEAKS IN ITALIAN - Grazie.
Missed happy hour.
SHE SIGHS This is in Spanish, too.
There's no saved contacts.
I don't think he's one of Luca's guys.
Most people would be freaking out at this point.
SHE SIGHS I'm sure it'll hit me later.
HE STUTTERS Nice shot, by the way.
Beginner's luck.
What about you? You seemed pretty calm.
GABRIEL: Really?
Shat myself.
So what do we do now?
GABRIEL: I think we just cut and run.
Just get the fuck out of Venice.
GEORGINA: Do you really think that something like this
is just gonna go away?
GABRIEL: Erm, well...
maybe not, but we can.
OK?
OK.
You saved my life.
SHE SIGHS - If we were samurai...
I'd have to do anything you wanted, for the rest of my life.
How good are you... at laundry?
What is...? That's it?
INDISTINCT TALKING IN ITALIAN
Shit.
IN SPANISH:
They're not here.
Oh, you think they're gonna come back?
They're gone!
This is supposed to be discreet.
Let me handle it.
IN SPANISH:
CESAR IN SPANISH:
MAN IN SPANISH:
REPORTER ON TELEVISION IN SPANISH:
INDISTINCT CHATTER
MAN IN SPANISH:
CROWD APPLAUDS
Ellen Swann is Chief of Staff to Alexandra Harewood.
Tech billionaire.
She's at Les Voiles in Saint-Tropez
so why is her Chief of Staff and God knows who else
- looking for us? - Look...
Look, I know that you...
wanna figure out what we're up against
but I think we've been through enough today.
Let's stick with Plan A.
Get our stuff in the morning...
get back on home turf.
I'll take the couch.
GABRIEL: Georgina?
GEORGINA: Yeah?
GABRIEL: I am so sorry that we've ended up here.
ELLEN: Their names are Gabriel Hirsch and Georgina Ryland.
He's art restitution, she's got history.
What kind of history?
I sent you the details.
Do the Argentinians know?
Yes.
I've instructed Cesar to leave it to me.
And how are you?
Disappointed.
Alex?
Yes?
ELLEN: I'll get it back.
SHE SIGHS
Fuck!
INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN SPANISH:
IN SPANISH:
INDISTINCT CHATTER
KEYS JANGLE
Hey! Hey!
Where is it?
It doesn't make any sense.
Luca's guys were chasing us, even though he knew
he didn't have a leg to stand on with the Picasso.
What does he want?
Georgina...
GEORGINA: The dead guy wanted something too
something that you took.
- Where is it? - I can explain...
No!
What the hell have you done?
INDISTINCT SHOUTING IN SPANISH
CROWD CHANTS IN SPANISH:
IN SPANISH:
IN SPANISH:
IN SPANISH:
CROWD CHANTS
GEORGINA: We are supposed to do what's right!
We're supposed to put things back where they belong.
Luca is one of the biggest fences in Europe.
- Do you think it belongs to him? - It doesn't belong to you.
Look, I just... I saw it and I just picked it up.
I killed for this.
- I know. - And all of that
"It's gonna be fine" bullshit
that was you just covering your ass!
- No! - I should've seen it.
You didn't even finish your drink.
I hope it was worth it.
GABRIEL: No, no, no, no, no, no!
No, Georgina, I am... I am so sorry.
I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
But we are in it together.
Alright?
And I'm... I'm gonna get us out of it.
How?
We... we can dump it, walk away.
They came looking for us at our hotel.
You think this is just gonna stop?
- Well, we can give it back. - To who? The guy I just shot?
GABRIEL: Look... I've... I've been in worse situations.
There's always a way out.
What's that?
It's a note.
It's more Spanish.
"Marguerite, you're always in my heart.
With you for all eternity...
Enrique."
Looks like emeralds and diamonds.
Yeah, I thought it was probably German.
Maybe French.
SHE SIGHS Is there a safe in here?
Yeah, in the wardrobe.
SAFE BEEPS
HE CHUCKLES What's that, your birthday?
GEORGINA: It's "one-two-fuck-you."
You're gonna have to work a lot harder than that.
HE SIGHS
BELL TOLLS
BIRDS SING
SHE SIGHS
BELL TOLLS
HE GROANS
Georgina? HE COUGHS
Georgina?
PHONE RINGS
- Hello? - Where are you?
GEORGINA: I'm going to see Luca.
He's a dealer. I'll cut him a deal so we can be in the clear.
OK, well, give me... give me five minutes
and I'll... catch up with you.
No. No, you go to the hotel. I'll meet you there.
GABRIEL: OK.
Gabriel... I'm trusting you.
Yeah, OK.
Luca?
SHE GASPS
GABRIEL: Hi, Georgina.
GEORGINA PANTS Luca's dead.'
- What? - He's been shot.
HE SIGHS
Are... are you OK?
Yeah. Where are you?
GABRIEL: I'm on the way to the hotel, like you said.
Keep going. We need our passports.
SUDDEN CREAK - SHE GASPS
GABRIEL: Hello?
Georgina?
GABRIEL: Talk to me.'
I think there's someone else here.
Well, then get the fuck out!
GABRIEL: Please, please, don't take any risks.
Just get yourself out of there.
- Gabriel. - Yeah, what?
Shut the fuck up!
DIAL TONE BEEPS
SHE PANTS
CESAR: Fuck!
GUNSHOTS - GLASS SMASHES
Fuck!
CESAR: You like to dance, huh?
In Argentina, the man leads...
and the woman follows.
DOOR OPENS
Fuck!
CESAR: That bitch.
Fuck!
- MAID: Buongiorno! - GABRIEL: Ciao!
PHONE RINGS
Hi, Georgina.
It's OK, I'm fine. Just meet me in the lobby.
HE SIGHS Thank fuck for that.
Oh, fuck!
You've got something that belongs to me.
PHONE RINGS
CESAR ON PHONE IN SPANISH:
Gabriel?
DIAL TONE RINGS
Hi, you've reached Gabriel's phone.
I'm not here right now. Leave a message.
IN SPANISH:
CESAR ON PHONE IN SPANISH:
CESAR ON PHONE IN SPANISH:
VICTOR IN SPANISH:
PHONE RINGS
Gabriel, what the fuck? What happened?
It's a long story...
Kind of in... in Saint-Tropez.
Saint-Tropez?
GABRIEL: Yeah. Look, Georgina, I know the...
the South of France is the last place
that you wanna come to right now, but...
What are you talking about?
Are you OK?
Um...
I need you to bring the rosary here, quickly.
Why?
GEORGINA: What is going on?
I... I... I can't really talk right now but I...
I need your help.
OK? Please?
♪ You may run on for a long time ♪
♪ Run on for a long time ♪
♪ Run on for a long time ♪
CROWD SHOUTS
♪ Let me tell you that God's gonna cut you down ♪
POLICE SIREN WAILS - CROWD CHANTS
♪ My God spoke, he spoke... ♪
IN SPANISH:
♪ Put one hand upon my head ♪
♪ Great God Almighty, let me tell you how it is ♪
IN SPANISH:
GUNSHOT
IN SPANISH:
♪ Go tell that long tongue liar ♪
♪ Go tell that midnight rider ♪
♪ Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back biter ♪
♪ Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down ♪
IN SPANISH:
♪ You may throw a rock, hide your hand ♪
♪ Workin' in the dark against your fellow man ♪
♪ But sure as God made the day and night ♪
♪ What you do in the dark will be brought to the light ♪
♪ You may run on for a long time ♪
♪ Run on for a long time ♪
♪ Run on for a long time ♪
♪ Let me tell you that God's gonna cut you down ♪
♪ Go tell that long tongue liar ♪
♪ Go tell that midnight rider ♪
♪ Tell the gambler, the rambler, the back biter ♪
♪ Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down ♪
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